Chapter 119: Chapter 119 Discovering the Purple Incense Flower Chapter 119: Chapter 119 Discovering the Purple Incense Flower Sinful Canyon, over a hundred miles away.
Thick fog had beco so dense that it was nearly viscous.
Here, even with Jing Yan’s Eye Power, he could only see the scenery within a hundred ters around him.
By this ti, Jing Yan had been advancing within Sinful Canyon for nearly twenty days.
The search for the Purple Incense Flower was proving to be much more difficult than he had anticipated.
In the nearly twenty days, Jing Yan had also encountered a very dangerous situation.
That ti, he ca across four powerful Level Seven spiritual beasts.
If it had been one or two, Jing Yan could have killed them.
But four Level Seven spiritual beasts forced Jing Yan to flee.
Only by relying on Sky Wings was Jing Yan able to escape the combined pursuit of the four Level Seven spiritual beasts.
Four Level Seven spiritual beasts!
Even a Martial Artist in the Innate Middle Stage would possibly et their demise here when facing an attack by four such creatures – too dangerous!
That experience made Jing Yan even more cautious.
His senses were constantly stretched to their limits, always alert to any irregularity.
Even the slightest possibility of danger would prompt Jing Yan to avoid it at the first opportunity.
“Hmm?”
On this day, as Jing Yan was carefully navigating, his eyes suddenly trembled slightly.
“Purple Incense Flower!”
“It’s the Purple Incense Flower!”
His eyes lit up with excitent.
Such a Third-level Spirit Grass was incredibly hard to find.
No wonder there were no Purple Incense Flowers for sale in the market.
Martial Artists below the Innate Realm dared not enter here, and those in the Early or Innate Middle Stages found it difficult to penetrate this deep.
More powerful Martial Artists in the Late and Peak Innate stages might not be enticed by the less valuable Purple Incense Flower even if they reached this place.
Upon discovering the Purple Incense Flower, Jing Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
For him, ti was of the essence!
If he had ample ti, he was confident he could advance to the Innate level again without concocting any dicine.
However, how much ti that would require was hard to say.
Jing Yan needed to grow stronger quickly; the burden on his shoulders was heavy!
To take revenge for his grandfather, his current strength was far from sufficient.
Even stepping into the Innate Realm would not be enough.
However, once in the Innate Realm, at least he would have a greater reliance on self-preservation.
Staring at the Purple Incense Flower nearly a hundred ters away, Jing Yan held his breath.
Although he was eager to pick the Purple Incense Flower imdiately, he did not rashly rush forward.
In such a place, a single mont of carelessness could an death before even touching the Purple Incense Flower.
After several breaths, not sensing the presence of any powerful spiritual beasts nearby, Jing Yan carefully approached, holding the Flowing Light Sword.
A hundred ters!
Fifty ters!
Thirty ters!
Ten ters!
The Purple Incense Flower was now within arm’s reach, and Jing Yan could confirm that this was indeed the Third-level Spirit Grass, Purple Incense Flower.
What caused Jing Yan’s pupils to suddenly contract was the realization that not just one Purple Incense Flower grew in this area.
After a quick count, there were actually nine Purple Incense Flowers here.
“Fantastic!”
Feeling his heart beating a bit too fiercely, Jing Yan took a deep breath and continued to move forward.
“Roar!”
Just at that mont, a sudden change occurred—a thunderous roar ca from beside Jing Yan.
“Not good!”
Jing Yan was taken aback, his body leaping up in a continuous bound as the Flowing Light Sword in his hand instantly unleashed a beam of sword light, sweeping towards the direction of the sound.
The sword light pierced through the white mist with terrifying speed.
Jing Yan also tensely watched in that direction.
“Roar!”
At last, a red shadow appeared within Jing Yan’s line of sight.
This red shadow had an alarmingly fast speed, and from the first roar, Jing Yan could tell it was at least hundreds of ters away.
But after Jing Yan released a beam of sword light, the red shadow had already closed in to within a hundred ters.
“Fire Cloud Beast?” Jing Yan’s eyes narrowed, and he gripped the Flowing Light Sword even tighter.
The Fire Cloud Beast was a powerful type of level eight spiritual beast.
“Damn it!” Jing Yan cursed inwardly.
He had already found the Purple Incense Flower, but at this critical mont, a level eight spiritual beast had appeared.
Since entering Sinful Canyon, Jing Yan had never encountered a level eight spiritual beast, let alone fought one.
To think, if a level seven spiritual beast was already so fierce, how much more powerful and astonishing a level eight spiritual beast would be.
“Boom!”
“Roar!”
The Fire Cloud Beast stood about three ters tall and was about four ters long—if one included the tail, it stretched to a good seven or eight ters.
The creature had four hooves, and its whole body was fiery red, looking like a rolling mass of flas at a glance.
Compared to humans, the body size of the Fire Cloud Beast could be considered extrely massive.
Jing Yan could clearly see that as the Fire Cloud Beast charged, the surrounding white mist was sent flying away by a wave of air.
There wasn’t the slightest bit of white fog around the body of the Fire Cloud Beast, allowing Jing Yan to observe it more clearly.
After a loud noise, the Fire Cloud Beast raised its sharp claws and simply smashed Jing Yan’s sword light into fragnts.
A chill imdiately ran through Jing Yan’s heart.
Such a terrifying force.
He knew very well that the power contained within his own sword light was sothing even experts in the Innate Realm had to be wary of.
Yet, the charging Fire Cloud Beast casually waved its sharp claws and shattered his sword light.
After destroying Jing Yan’s sword light, the Fire Cloud Beast did not show any hesitation; it opened its huge maw and continued to pounce fiercely towards Jing Yan.
“Moon Cutting Sword Technique!”
With Primordial Energy within his body driven to its limit, his strongest New Moon Cutting Sword Technique was suddenly unleashed with a thunderous blast.
“Rumble!”
As the two collided, a horrific boom sounded.
Then, the sword shadow ford by Jing Yan’s Moon Cutting Sword Technique collapsed with a roar.
Jing Yan’s body was sent flying backward.
Jing Yan felt his blood churning, narrowly avoiding spewing out blood.
In mid-air, he hurriedly deployed Sky Wings to adjust his body.
Only upon nearing impact with the cliff face did he manage to regain control.
It was certain that had it not been for the extraordinary movent technique of Sky Wings Martial Art, Jing Yan would have suffered a brutal collision against the cliff.
“What terrifying power!” Jing Yan’s eyes were fixated on the fiery red Fire Cloud Beast.
The strength of both sides was not on the sa level.
Jing Yan was acutely aware that if it weren’t for his Sky Wings Martial Art, the collision would have undoubtedly resulted in severe injury.
Even a martial artist at the Innate Middle Stage realm could not withstand such a ferocious blow.
For a martial artist in the Early Innate Realm, they would most likely have been directly killed by the impact.
The ferocity of a level eight spiritual beast was too terrifying; even warriors at the Late Innate Stage may not be certain to kill a level eight spiritual beast.
“Roar!” The Fire Cloud Beast let out another roar, its massive head tilting slightly, its red eyes like copper bells, staring at Jing Yan.
It seed to be puzzled that this tiny human had not been killed by its direct impact.
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